A/N: Woo-hoo! Lots of feedback! I was mean, wasn't I, to give you chapter one and not tell you who survived, and then to not update yesterday. But forgive me, I was sick! I'm better now, so let me thank the reviewers:

iloveleo15, Glad you like it!

phoebe turner, Aww, I'm sorry it had to be so sad! I hope this chapter is less sad.

Jade-eye Halliwell, Lol. By now, you should know that I'm always evil when it comes to my fanfics!

wyatt333, The answers to all those questions will be revealed shortly!

AlanisJunkie, Glad you liked it!

Andy, Glad you liked it!

Also, just in case I don't get to update tomorrow or Saturday: I want to wish everyone a happy and healthy holiday and a wonderful New Year! Though, I'm sure I'll update before New Year's, lol. But I didn't want to just say Christmas, since not everyone celebrates it.

I have the first 11 chapters of this done, so please enjoy and please review! Thanks!

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Prue Halliwell groaned; the weight of the box she was trying to carry was too much for her and she ended up dropping it on the ground. It almost landed on her foot, but she moved just in time. She sighed in frustration.

"Need a hand?"

Prue turned and smiled. A very cute, very hot looking man with brown hair, hazel eyes, and pearly white teeth was walking towards her.

"Sure. That'd be nice," Prue replied.

Together, she and the man lifted the box and carried it into the brown house. They put it down in the living room.

"Just moved here, huh?" The man asked.

Prue nodded. "Yeah. I just got her a couple of hours ago. I was lucky this place was for sale, too, otherwise I'd be on the streets." She laughed. "It was a very spur of the moment thing, moving."

The man laughed. "I can see that. Well, welcome to the neighborhood. I'm Bryce Walters. I live across the street from you." He held out his hand for her to shake.

Prue smiled and shook his hand. "Prue Bennett."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Prue Bennett," Bryce replied, smiling. "So, are you here alone or is someone with you?"

"I'm here alone," Prue replied, her smile faltering for a second.

"You okay?" Bryce asked, frowning.

Prue nodded, smiling broader. "Fine. Uh, yeah, I'm here alone."

Bryce nodded, still frowning. "Well, do you need some help than? I'm free right now."

"I'd like that," Prue replied, smiling. "There are some more things in my car. Just take this upstairs to the master bedroom. I already put some stuff up there, so it shouldn't be hard to find. I'll be up in just a minute."

Bryce smiled and nodded, picking up the heavy box and hauling it upstairs.

Prue watched him for a moment before going out to her car and grabbing the last few belongings she had brought with her. She realized, slightly annoyed, that she would have to go get all her checks and credit cards changed to 'Prudence Bennett.' She had thought it safer to change her last name, since most warlocks and Whitelighters knew the Charmed One's last names. Few magical beings knew her father's last name and even less would make the connection.

She trudged back into the house and made her way up the steps. As she stepped into her room, she saw Bryce lifting the Book of Shadows out of the box.

"Don't touch that!" Prue cried, dropping her stuff and running to him. She grabbed it away and placed it carefully on her bed, then stood in front of it.

"Sorry," Bryce said, hands up in defense. "I didn't mean to go through your stuff but I was curious."

Prue frowned. "Why so curious?"

"Why?" Bryce asked, as if it were so obvious why! "A beautiful girl like you all alone in a place like this? Lets just say, if I were the cat, I'd be dead by now from all the curiosity I encounter."

Prue couldn't help but laugh. "There's no mystery about me, Mr. Walters," she said jokingly. "I'm just a girl who needed to get away from the havoc of her old life and start fresh."

"What are you trying to escape from?" Bryce asked, his expression and tone completely serious. He really wanted to know.

Prue stared at him for a moment before turning away to work on unpacking her things and placing them on her bed or in the night table next to her bed.

"You're avoiding me," Bryce pointed out.

"I know," Prue replied. "I'm avoiding you to avoid answering you."

"Aw, come on," Bryce whined, taking her hand and forcing her to look at him. He smiled kindly. "Tell Uncle Bryce what's wrong."

"First, you're not my uncle," Prue said, unable to keep from laughing. "Strangers I've just met aren't my uncle. But you are annoying, you've proved that."

"Just tell me why you left your life behind," Bryce begged.

Prue frowned, looking at the ground then at him. "Something bad happened and I just needed to get away. I really don't want to go into details about it, though."

Bryce nodded. "I understand."

Prue stared at him for a moment, unable to look away. She was still mourning over the loss of her sisters and the move to a new home – which she felt guilty about doing. She'd just picked up and left – but Bryce was so hot.

And then she thought of Andy.

Her heart felt broken at the thought of her high school love. She hadn't even told him she was leaving. She shook her head and turned back to the box she was unloading. Not realizing what she was doing, she placed a picture of her, Piper, and Phoebe on her night table.

"Who are they?" Bryce asked, reaching out and picking the picture up. He stared at it then glanced at Prue.

Prue looked at him silently. "They're my sisters," she finally replied.

"They seem nice. Where are they now? They didn't bother to help you move?' Bryce joked.

Prue looked away. "They're dead."

Bryce frowned. "Oh. I'm really sorry; I didn't know. Was it-"

"Yeah, it was recent," Prue snapped. She grabbed the picture away from him and placed it back in the box.

"So that's what you're running from," Bryce said. It was meant to be a question but it came out as a statement.

Prue held back tears as she turned around to look at him again.

"Yeah. That's what I'm running from."

Bryce stepped closer. "My younger brother died when I was fifteen. I know what it's like to loose a sibling. I'm here for you, Prue."

Prue nodded, taking a step forward. "I know."

And they kissed.